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Sabine leans in and snips "All rightnow for the good part"

She shakes a plastic bottle holding the dark dye for several seconds, still grinning

"You’re having too much fun," I accuse

She nods "You know it Maybe I have a future in this When we get to where we’re going, I can open a salon"

Setting the bottle down, she tugs on a pair of plastic gloves with surgical precision and squirts so aro ht hurt a little"

I laugh "Quit it"

"You’re not perforlances at Sean, who still fills the sive uy?"

He hesitates a lop to me

I sly "It’s just hair," I re that tooff ht have seeirl I used to be But it didn’t even register on the radar of things I care about now

"That’s right," Sabine agrees "You’re not in love with her hair, right?"

I glare at Sabine and bite back the iue that he’s not in love with me at all At least he’s never said those words to me It’s a relief, actually The words would only make me feel bound to hiht now I already care too much about him About him and Gil and Sabine I don’t need to pile on ue in the strained silence that ensues And that isn’t aard No Not aard at all

She rolls her eyes and with her one free hand adjusts the towel draping hten up"

That said, she smacks a handful of dye onto the top ofit into the shortuntil lances at Gil "Give er"

He glances at his watch "Okay"

Her gaze narrows on Sean "Next"